Lyra was beginning to get the feeling that perhaps this was a world full of people from other worlds, if that made sense. Perhaps in some worlds, there were daemons, or something similar like Pan, but in other worlds – Like the Marian lady’s world, Daemons were a concept they couldn’t grasp.
“It’s not trickery” She explained. “He’s a daemon, that’s what he’s meant to do. In my world, everyone has one. Children’s daemons can change into any kind of animal, but once we get older, they settle in one form.”
She welcomed the extra blanket from the man named Angel. He seemed nice, and reminded her of her bear friend Iorek.